Propositioning Her Brother's Best Friend - Page 8

Glancing back at his cock, Rachel was struck with how big he was.


Would he even fit inside her? She knew he had to. There was no such thing as too big a cock. The tip glistened in the light of the hallway.


“Look at me, Rachel,” he said.


She did.


What was going to happen now?


****


Paul stared at her seeing the fear in her eyes. He wasn’t a small man, but he wasn’t going to hide from her. This was his chance to experience everything with her, and he intended to take full advantage of it.


“Come here, Rachel.”


He gave her marks for not hesitating. She glided over to him without breaking eye contact. Her large breasts bounced with each step she took. Rachel had never been smooth on her feet. The urge to chuckle was strong. Paul ignored it. He didn’t want her thinking he was laughing at her because he wasn’t.


She stopped in front of him. Her head only came to the top of his chest. She’d always been a little thing. Paul felt like a powerful man as he stood in front of her naked. All he imagined was bending her over her sofa and taking her hard. The image of her slit opening around his cock was too much. Blocking the images out of his mind, Paul concentrated on the here and now. Rachel wasn’t ready for him to lose total control. She was a virgin with a need for time. Maybe one day but not today.


“You’re so beautiful, Rachel. Look at the way your nipples are hard. They’re begging for my lips on them. Do you want my lips on you?” he asked.


“Yes,” she said, answering him immediately. There was a yearning quality to her tone. With tender care Paul knew he could bring her out of her shell and have her begging for more from him.


“You want me, too.” She whispered the words, and her finger pointed toward his cock.


“I’ve never doubted my need for you, baby.” Wrapping his fingers around the length he pumped his fist. Her eyes widened, and more pre-cum oozed out of the top. “My cock aches to feel your tight, wet pussy wrapped around me, squeezing me, begging me to take you deeper, and I’m going to, Rachel. I’m going to have you screaming my name.” He wanted it so she couldn’t think of anyone else but him.


His name.


His cock.


Everything about him would be permanently embedded in her mind.


“What are you doing to me?” she asked, moaning after her final word.


“I’m seducing you, baby. This is what it’s all about. Seduction in every word. Look at my cock and see what you standing there naked is doing to me.” Her gaze drifted to his cock.


Paul growled as her tongue peeked out to lick her lips. Did she have any idea how fucking sexy she looked like that? He was panting for her.


Glancing down at his cock he saw the thick vein down along the side stood out. His cock was rock hard and red from his rubbing.


He couldn’t handle it anymore. Letting go of his cock, he grabbed her hand and led her into the sitting room. Pushing her down on the sofa, he sat beside her. Taking hold of her hands, he pushed them to the back of her head.


“Keep them there. I don’t want you moving.”


Rachel didn’t complain or moan. She kept her hands firmly behind her head.


Opening her thighs, he purposefully kept his gaze on her even though all he wanted to do was look at her pussy. Her scent permeated the air letting him know she was close to letting go.


“Are you still seducing me?” she asked.


“I’m always seducing you, Rachel.”


“I thought seduction was supposed to happen on dates with our clothes on,” she said.


Paul smiled. “We have time for that later. You’re too impatient to wait that long.” The truth was, he wasn’t able to wait that long to take her. He was desperate for her.


“No, I can’t wait that long. I need to feel you inside me.”


Pressing a finger to her lips, Paul stopped her from talking. “No more talking unless I tell you. I want you to feel what I do to you. Feel me.” Moving his hand away from her mouth he rested both of his palms against her collarbone. He didn’t apply any pressure, but he kept his hands rested there, waiting to see her response.


Rachel lay there waiting for him. He saw the trust in her eyes, and it turned him on.


Slowly, he stroked down to the tops of her breasts. Paul watched as she took a deep breath and then let it out.


“Tell me what you’re thinking,” he said.


“I’m allowed to speak?” she asked, smiling.


“Don’t get cocky. I’ve asked you a question. Answer it.”


A sigh escaped from her tempting lips. “I tingle all over. Your hands are big and rough from hard work. They feel nice against my skin.”


He nodded and circled both nipples with a finger from each hand. She licked her lips. Her hands gripped the arm of the sofa tighter. He saw her knuckles were white. His woman had responsive, tight nipples.


Using his whole hand, he cupped them wondering how far he could push her.


She cried out, arching up into his touch. Rachel didn’t let go of the sofa. Her body was a thing of beauty, and he intended to explore every inch of her.


Chapter Five


Rachel couldn’t stop the moan or keep herself still. Her stomach tightened, and heat gathered between her thighs. She’d never known touching could create such a response.


“Are you okay?” Paul asked.


Glancing at him, she saw the devilish smile on his face. He knew the havoc he was causing with her body, and he liked it.


“I’m fine.” Her abrupt response turned into a scream as he tweaked her right nipple. The sudden pain intensified the pleasure. Rachel tried to close her legs, but Paul rested there, stopping her. Instead, she gripped the arm of the sofa and closed her eyes to try to calm herself. His touch left her. Opening her eyes she watched as he moved Mitch’s coffee table out of the way. Why did everyone feel the need to have a coffee table in the centre of a room?


“This sofa is obstructing us. Come on. I want to see you spread out on the floor.” Paul helped her onto the floor. The thick, fluffy carpet blanketed her butt and back. Settling down she waited for Paul to settle between her thighs. He didn’t. Paul lay next to her leaning on one arm.


“You’ve got a thing about sitting rooms, don’t you?” she asked. The way he was staring down at her made her nervous. She wasn’t anything like him. Rachel hated diets, and she’d accepted a long time ago she’d never be slender.


“I don’t have a thing for anything. You do make this sitting room more appealing. I can’t wait to get you naked again in mine.”


He leaned down silencing her with a kiss. She opened up to him taking his lips. In no time at all, his tongue licked along her lips begging for her to open. She couldn’t deny him anything. Opening her lips he plunged right in, making her moan.


“You taste so fucking good. I can’t wait to lick your pussy,” he said.


“You’ve really got the seduction bit down,” Rachel said, rolling her eyes. He pulled away, stroking down to her nipple.


“Admit it, Rachel. We’ve been seducing each other for years. I’ve known about your crush. I thought you’d gotten over that some time ago. You coming to me and asking me about this, let me know it was still there. The words we’ve shared, the touches have all been building for this moment.”


His words shocked her.


“What about Mitch? I know he warned you away,” she said.


She’d surprised him. Rachel saw it on his face.

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